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elvis chronicles #15

Upon hearing that plane tickets were ridiculously cheap to San Fransisco, I was quickly reminded of the time I was last there.  I vividly remember walking down historic streets of the city…and being hit on by every man I came across. There were men all over me.

It’s tough being the king.

elvis chronicles #14

I hate this place. Why? Because I get absolutely no cell phone service here.  Stupid AT&T.

I feel like I’m living in a 3rd world country or something, seriously.

Only in a 3rd world country would I get reception this horrible

Where am I, Africa?

elvis chronicles #13

Today, I woke up and decided that I wanted a bike. Not a bicycle, but a motorcycle.  Imagine this, wide open road, hair flying into the wind…and gorgeous woman holding on for dear life behind me.

Just think how cool it would be having a hog between your legs.

elvis chronicles #12

I don’t trust a lot of people, especially women.  You can never trust a woman.

The only woman you can trust is your own mother.

AND THAT’S IT.

elvis chronicles #11

This is how a real man eats caviar:

Step 1: Kill your enemy

Step 2: Take his skull, place diamonds on it and remove top

Step 3: Place caviar inside the skull (like a bowl)

Step 4: Enjoy caviar

Step 5: Polish off the sweet taste of victory with some vodka.

elvis chronicles #10

As a celebration of the 10th Elvis Chronicle, I’ve decided to post a picture of myself.

Ok, just kidding. That’s not me, it’s the one and only King of Rock & Roll.  The only difference between him and me is that he has a tan that would make mice of men.

Tanning salon, anyone?

elvis chronicles #9

Today, I saw a boat on Craigslist for only $15,000!  My co-workers think I’m crazy but c’mon, it’s a BOAT.  Plus, it’s got a sweet tv on it.

Besides, women don’t take their clothes off for nothing.

elvis chronicles #8

While I spend a majority of my day couped up in this office, I also work another job as a part time valet. Last night, a couple pulled up in a brand new Lexus.  They gave me the keys so I could park their beautiful new car and as I went in, I smelled something in the air. It smelled so glorious that I had to find its origins.  To my delightful surprise, inside the center console was a smorgasbord of smoke-able green substances.  Without any hesitation, I took “some” home with me, positive that they probably wouldn’t notice.

Payday came early fellas.

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